A blog to welcome my I'm-never-coming-back return to St. Louis, complete with non-trained, non-scientific restaurant reviews, cooking adventures, and whatever else comes to mind.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Translation: My Mother's Place for Spaghetti

Spaghetteria Mamma Mia is a lonesome little place, at the corner of Chouteau and Vandeventer in an unnamed and uninhabited section of Midtown. Wanting to beat the [three-hour late] thunderstorm warning, we arrived at precisely 5:20 PM to have the place to ourselves, save for a 50-something solo diner.

The place is not fancy, and since it sits at the corner of a angled street (Vandeventer) it's kind-of triangular in shape. We had some calamari that were under salted, but we fixed that, and also a side-salad that was pretty decent, despite the usage of Provel, which I seem to be acquiring a taste for.

Tim went for the exciting and earth-shattering "Sausage and Cheese Pizza," but of course, I had the Special, consisting of frutti di mare and a white-wine type broth served over fettucine. Nightly, SMM has three specials: a stuffed pasta, a short pasta and a long pasta.

Our waitress was a bit odd, perhaps someone who should have been working at Ed Debevic's instead of a mid-level Italian restaurant. The real icing on the cake was when she boxed my sloppy dish about two inches from Tim.

The wine list here is not anything special; definitely no sommelier on staff, just someone who probably sees what's cheap enough and puts together a hodge-podge of bottles with only about 1/3 coming from the motherland. I opted for the Sangria, which does not pair with Frutti di mare, but pairs well with my palette. It was tasty.

We went here because of my groupon; I'm not sure if we'll be back, especially since Lorenzo's was quite a bit better and at a similar price point.

http://www.spaghetteriamammamia.com/#/home

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